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Post by shadowreine on Nov 9, 2008 20:48:44 GMT -5
Teonie was in a good mood. Sure, she had chores, and she had stuff she had to do, but really? She was not being worked like a drudge. And right now, she was setting out the food for breakfast.
Which suited her fine, she'd rather avoid the lunch crowd. She would rather try to adjust to a nocturnal schedule now, but it seemed that they wanted the candidates all together and she was stuck doing stuff in the day with the people who wanted dragons.
It made sense, though, it saved personnel and she was...fine with it. Besides, there was no sign of a wher hatching on the horizon. Eventually, there would be one, but she knew these things could not be rushed. And even then, she might not be amongst those chosen to bond.
At least she had an open mind about it. Brown, blue, green, she really didn't care. Metallics, of course, she did not aspire to. "So, who wants juice?" she asked of a group of people, still quite cheerful, the pitcher held carefully. She might as well pour a few glasses before setting it down.
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